Thor could not help looking worried when he heard Jane Foster's words. After a brief hesitation, he immediately spoke up.
"I'm going too!"
On one hand, Thor was worried about Jane Foster's safety and feared she might encounter danger on Earth. On the other, the Dark Elves had all been wiped out, and Asgard's crisis had been resolved, so there was no need for him to rush back.
Besides, he was also a member of the Avengers. He had an obligation to do his part in protecting Earth.
Chen Mo glanced at the two of them, nodded, and did not refuse. Thor would indeed be able to help considerably if he returned to Earth with them. Those dangerous creatures from the Nine Realms were not something an army could easily handle!
Chen Mo did not leave immediately. Instead, he turned to look at the Aether still floating nearby, constantly churning.
Chen Mo stepped toward the Aether. Whether intentionally or not, as he passed Loki, his foot came down heavily on Loki's palm where it hung against the ground, seeming to grind down on it with force!
However, neither Thor nor Jane Foster noticed.
Although Loki, whose "corpse" was being abused, showed no outward change and still lay silently on the ground with a gray, lifeless expression, a tempest had erupted in his heart, filling him with unease and anxiety!
Had Chen Mo discovered that he was playing dead?
Logically, that should have been impossible. Loki had absolute confidence in his illusions.
In terms of combat ability, he might not have been particularly strong, but after years of constant practice and application, his illusion magic had reached an exceedingly refined level. Even compared with Frigga, who had taught him illusion magic, he was no less capable!
Even if Odin himself came,